Don’t bark at me, deer

I’m in Lincoln today and just heading off for a brief visit to Whisby, a park with the possibility of some water birds. As I drive I can’t say I’m distracted, but I do see a group of beautiful, small, elegant, reddish deer in the field next to me. I park and get the camera out of the boot, hoping they’ll still be there. And they are:

Their white bottoms are such a strong visual signal.

So are the horns on this one:

Those horns have quite a story to tell. They are Roe Deer, Capreolus capreolus. I wish I had ears which could turn in the direction of any sound like this female:

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I saw one of these in Germany MANY years ago and the bark took me by surprise. Our white-tailed deer in New England have no such vocalization. It was fun to see your story and be reminded of this experience. (And also to confirm that I was not hallucinating about the bark!)

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